Mature Porn Stories

My wife was 49 years old and we had been married 14 years. She has always been slim and sexy, 5'4" 130#, 36C-24-32, a natural exhibitionist she always showed her panties to other men under short mini skirts in public. I had been after her for years to suck and fuck other men in front of me. She finally agreed to meet a younger man I had ran into online, so I invited him over to the house one evening.

He was a younger Mexican guy maybe 15 years younger than my wife. She dressed in a thin, almost see through black teddy. She was nervous when he arrived and was in our bedroom. I invited him i... Continue»

After my daughter Carol and I had finished our little sexual encounter and I had said I was a whore for black cock, she got up, told me to dress in a sheer black top, black stockings and my ankle strap black stiletto heels. She then went off and after a while I heard the doorbell ring. The voices were male and I knew my daughter had a surprise for me. When she returned, "Mom" she started, "You will do exactly as you are told to do" then added, "No complaints, no refusing". Then added, "Is that understood?. I hesitated for a second, "Yes, honey" I finally said. Three black males now came ... Continue»

Jamal had fucked my wife with his huge black dick like no one had ever before. For the next couple of weeks not at day passed without my wife either chatting with that black bastard…

Eventually we got a new nice house in the Savannah’s suburban zone.
Jamal would come up to our house on the weekends and fuck my wife two days and she sometimes Ana would drive to his house during the week.

Ana was constantly talking, texting and exchanging pictures with him. She dressed provocatively and sent sexy pictures of herself, also pornographic.

This was my first Bi-Weekly party ever. I’ve heard about their parties for a long times, but have never went. This party was held at a newly renovated venue of theirs called the “DC Speakeasy.” Upon entry, there was a sign outside the door of the building that said “Fleamarket” which I found quite humorous. I immediately knew that was code for that is where the party was taking place.
When I went inside, I walked down a narrow hallway. At the end of the hallway was an elder gentleman who happened to be the founder of Bi-Weekly parties. He greeted my friend and I and had us sign in. He also ch... Continue»

Next morning I awoke lying in bed next to Ana, who was still passed out.
I began caressing her body and thinking about the events the night before.
Ana had been fucked wild by a nigger dick. She had taken it, and took it all in her pussy without reservation and screamed with pleasure while begging for his nigger cum to fill her womb. She even begged for him to breed her, to have his seed swimming in her womb attempting to impregnate her.
As I caressed her she slowly began stirring. We didn’t talk, just laid there holding and caressing each other. Ani... Continue»

After living many years in New York, the owner decided to expand the company to Savannah. The big bosses told me to get in charge of the new office and I gladly accepted.
Ana and I were supposed to move there to a new house, but the first weeks we just got a nice room in a quiet hotel downtown.

On the second week there, a State Basketball Tournament came to the city and mostly hotel rooms were filled with basketball players…

One afternoon I came back from office, finding the lobby was crowded.
I contemplated changing hotels but Anita convinced me not to. ... Continue»

It was the summer of 2015, I was 22 years old and I would often go to the bar to meet older men. There was a very powerful grandpa that would always sit outside of the bar. He had reddish tan skin, big strong hands, he had a mustache, he had gray and white hair, he had a fair amount of wrinkles on his face, he had brown eyes, a long wrinkly nose. He was big and strong, he often wore jeans or black pants, he wore white or gray dress shirts, and sometimes he would wear a gray jacket or a gray and black sweater. He wouldn't really talk much, he would drink very powerful brandy or whiskey. He was... Continue»

148. A Butcher`s maid PT 2.
The door opened and Sylvester came in, he looked tired, his apron bl**dy, and he accepted the tea gratefully, dumping a bag of meat and a crusty loaf on the table and sinking into the armchair and saying “he was sorry to have had to leave her to her own devices all day but ‘Oliver’ had been off unwell!” She realised from that that ‘Oliver’ was an employee as well as a well hung stud in the films. The tea brightened him somewhat and he said he would shower and dress if she would throw a rump of steak in the pan for them both
She happily did as she was bid two l... Continue»

149 A Butcher`s maid 3
A week past, things with Kenny had changed a little, she had returned to her home, and awaited his return; a new bravado had enriched her.
He arrived swaggered in and she met him in the hallway on her way to the kitchen, “oh your home”
“Yeh and knackered too that Susan was hot” he never missed an opportunity to rub her nose in his sexual exploits; she laughed, and said she “hoped he had enjoyed it!” She too had been out she said so he was not to expect any sex this week as she had had enough to last a lifetime!
He looked shocked and she swept away, calling ... Continue»

Ash sat down, collected herself, and decided to try calling Mason again. For the past week and a half, Mason had hardly ever answered her, and when he did their talks were disheartening and brief. She took a deep breath as the phone began ringing. “Hello?” She asked when someone picked up.

Sometimes in life we become so lonely that we are willing to do most anything to fill the void. Frequently we do things that are risky and foolish. Often our high risk actions come with unexpected consequences.

Clair Davis woke late that Saturday morning. As she sat up she looked at the digital clock sitting on her nightstand.

The red numbers displayed ten thirty.

"Richard?" She called out.

There was no response.

Clair remembered that her husband of fifteen years had left the evening before to play golf with his buddies.

I had another request from a internet friend for and evening out. I was not sure so I discussed it with my hubby Marc. He said I have enough friend already. So I showed him the many messages, from Dave my XHAMSTER friend. He is quite enamoured with you Marc says. Yes I tell him he seems like such a nice guy and saw no harm in meeting him and see how it goes. Ok he said but he has to come here to pick you up so I can meet him., Oh thank you dear you are a gem.

I was so excited I sent Dave a message shortly after explaining to him that it was ok to meet me and that he had to pick me up at o... Continue»

I was away on a three day training course by myself, miles from home and had been put up in this swanky hotel by the company that had no life or sole to the place, not for a working type guy like me anyway.

On the second night after eating there, I decided to walk in to town seeing it was a nice summer’s night to find a more, my type of pub and sat at the bar after ordering a drink. The barmaid who served me looked like a throwback to the eighties the way she looked and dressed, she has to be twice my age, at least in her sixties but it was the dense blue eye shadow that drew you to her wri... Continue»

The clouds hung low in the distance as Karen Parker rushed out the back door to bring in the laundry off the clothesline. The wind had picked up considerably in the last five minutes, and lightning was beginning to flash through the evening sky.

As Karen began to remove her clothes from the clothesline, a bolt of lightning lit up the sky.

Two seconds later a thunderclap caused her jump in fear.

"Damn storm," Karen snapped as she began to work faster. "I hope Benny gets here before that storm does."

Benny Mann is Karen's eighteen year old nephew. Marge, his Mother and Karen are s**... Continue»

That summer afternoon I had a nice surprise when I got home from a hard day at my office.
My loving husband was already there; with the company of two black studs.
After a quick refreshing shower, I came back to the room and found those nice huge, muscled and well hung black guys, ready for me…

Both guys, Marco and Jeremiah did not need any encouragement as they were staring at me lustfully and stroking their thick black cocks.

The four of us, two couples, have exchanged correspondence for three years; after we had replied to an advertisement by them on a contact internet website. We became firm correspondence fiends as we exchanged letters, erotic stories and intimate photos. All four of us over time certainly came to trust, like and understand each other. Cherall and Bill are in a similar age group to us; mid to late forties. Our interests are similar, such as being nudists, voyeurs and exhibitionists. Our various differences placed no imposition on the others. The warm and friendly relationship developed to th... Continue»

She and I had discussed this as a 'possibility' for several years before we ever decided to stop just talking about it and actually give it a try. So, when we did make that first step towards turning the idea into a reality, it was a conscious decision; and yet it was still a BIG step! An idea can be one thing, but the reality doesn't always live up to one's expectations; and we were aware of that. Still, we went ahead with it. The feeling was that if we didn't at least TRY it, even just once, we'd always wonder about it! So, once she had said that she w... Continue»

As a collegge student you have to spend a lot of time behind the books,
or you fail the year and you lose your social scollarship. And as a horny 21 year old collegge student,
i spend a lot of time in a library near our dorms. It's actually pretty routinic, but sometimes
something you are surprised like you never thougth you would be...

A couple days ago, i was having a smoke break in front of the library to rest my mind of those equations.
I just lit my ciggarette when an elder lady came up to me. I think i saw her before, roaming around the library
with a bored face. she was around ... Continue»

It was almost nine PM. She was asl**p on the couch. I could see her nipple poking through her night gown and her dark areolas were visible. Such a nice supple pair of tits on her. As my eyes wandered down she moved her legs and to my amazement she spread them open exposing her panties. Her black pubic hair peeked out the sides of her sheer panties. I could see her black hairy muff through the fabric. My cock began to throb. She mumbled something but I couldn't tell what she said over the sound of the television. We were in the great room and she usually fell asl**p on the couch like t... Continue»